Poddy Mouths: Episode 63 - A Full Throttle Goodbye
Poddy Mouthsâ dynamic duo of Corey and me (Anime Dan) bid our farewells to our faithful listeners this weekâ¦ or do we? NO, because, as our viewing of all these shitty movies has taught us, the end is only âTHE ENDâ until a studio is desperate for another effortless paycheck! And because we here at Poddy Mouths are all about the money, weâve decided to take network executive/royal scumbag Brian Frons up on his opportunity for a spinoff podcast, featuring our ever-popular B Movie Breakdown. Thatâs right, if youâve enjoyed suffering through these cinematic abortions with us, you can continue to do so when our new series begins two weeks from today! The first episode will be uploaded right here on the Poddy Mouths feed and you can get all the relevant new site/subscription info from it, so be on the lookout!
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Today however, we start off with our usual small talk. We both still hate Honey Boo Boo, and so do Matt Stone and Trey Parker! (Check out tonightâs South Park episode âRaising the Bar.â) In news we cover Fox Newsâ latest blunder and ponder whatâs worse for children to see on TV: Janet Jacksonâs boob or a live suicide? Then, from Tea Party to tea bagging, we report a story of one drunken douchebagâs football-related sexual assault. Let me just say, this story will now forever come to mind whenever I hear shouts of âRoll Tide!â
Finally, in our last Poddy Mouths B Movie Breakdown, we take on 2003âs Charlieâs Angels: Full Throttle. Director McG earns a spot in the hallowed halls of craptastic filmmakers alongside Michael Bay and Joel Schumacher with this hollow blur of a movie. In this sequel that was obviously written by a 5th grader on more drugs than Anna Nicole Smith, the Angels perform musical numbers minus the singing, defy the laws of physics Kevin Nash-style, and everybody seems to have a little bit of Matrix power in them. Demi Moore mightâve been a cool villain if McG had used her for than 30 minutes of the thing, and Bernie Mac brings the borderline-racist stereotypical black guy fun as Bosley 2.0. The sad thing is, although this movie bombed in the US, it made a good profit overseas, so donât be surprised if you see the girls in action again in Charlieâs Angels Kick Back.
And thatâs it. We hope to have you all back with us in two weeks when B Movie Breakdown kicks things off in style with Troll 2, the best worst movie ever. Until then, may Saint James Street James be with you.